I make eye contact with guy in line, return to making drinks.
Interior monologue: Hmm. That guy looks really familiar. Do I know him from Massachusetts? New York? Maybe Massachusetts.
Out of my peripheral hearing, I notice a Eastern Mass accent.. I continue making drinks.
Somewhat familiar guy approaches the hand off bar, I call out his drink. He stays there, says 'I think that you've got another one back there for me.'
I apologize, ask the brand new cashier, who says yes, there was another one, he forgot to write the cup.
I ask some questions about the drink, he's not sure. He doesn't drink coffee, it isn't for him.
ME: By any chance, are you from Massachusetts?
Familar guy: Yup.
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ME: uh. I just realized that you didn't look familiar because I knew you from home, but because.... uh. Sorry.
MW: You're from Massachusetts,too? What part?
ML: Springfield.
I hand over his drink.
ML: Sorry about the delay.
MW:Don't worry about it. Nice meeting you!
ML: uh, Nice meeting you too!
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